Tag: dailypoetry

Your beacon of hope
Within rough waters gathers
The clouds become storms.

Blast from the Past:

The sun twirls the earth
Around like a mouse trapped by
A cat’s playful paw

Clouds of brief sadness
Come and go, sprinkling bouts of
Rain into my soul

Blast from the Past:

Perhaps in despair
Of the wilderness, I will
Craft a new idol.

Vast expanse of sand
Small clay lines of rise, huts from a
Once vibrant village

Blast from the Past:

Inequalities
With ancient roots, reproduced
In each new era

Paint your daisies
Full of your philosophy.
Let its wisdom sprout.

Blast from the Past:

Move beyond these chains
Choose their illusion no more
Yearning is your key

I lost track of your
Bright golden star underneath
My clouds of ink.

Blast from the Past:

Love to hate? Or was
It hate to love? Given
Conflicting interests

The animals shout
In shock, wonder, and alarm
At the new sunrise

Blast from the past:

Racing to the sun
Tripping over beams of light
Casting long shadows

This taste of fire is
Overwhelming, but there’s still
Saliva to scold

Blast from the past:

A line of barbed wire
Divides this world and the next:
A painful crossing

This image that you see above somehow encapsulates what I was trying to say with both haikus perfectly. To me, it shows the flourishes of tasting fire I write about in the first haiku and the barbed wire divide I discuss in the second one. You can find it here (https://unsplash.com/photos/an-abstract-painting-of-a-variety-of-colors-OJ2_Tl2TVG0)

I am the star that
Explodes out into a
Supernova of love

Blast from the Past:

Rising and sitting
Each day, the sun engulfs us
In warm ways of love

From the narrow mouth,
All the waterfall droplets
End in new places

Blast from the Past:

Falling snow atop
The mountain, an avalanche,
Or the sweeping wind?

Depression is when
You can no longer share your
Meaning with others

Blast from the Past:

Seeing her own face
Reflected in the mirror,
The girl grimaces

My friend wrote this interesting follow-up haiku:

Seeing the true face
Grimacing, the reflection
Slunk away saddened.